Cool Tubrid Water

The day is warm and dust fly in the breeze And a forecast high of 35 degrees And to quench my thirst I would need a cold beer For no water like cool Tubrid water here. Near Daylesford there's a spring well I recall And I drank some water from it in the Fall Of that clear spring I now could drink my fill And Tubrid water even better still. The skylark comes to Tubrid's bubbling spring To bathe and drink and then fly off to sing And o'er the bogland in the morning sky You hear him pipe his heartfelt notes of joy. I often called to Tubrid seldom though in May And not to kneel at the grotto to pray But to drink the water cool and crystal clear A drink far better for your health than beer. The water from the tap don't taste so nice Though it feels cooler with a cube of ice I have drank far better near Daylesford last Fall Though Tubrid water still the best of all. The day is warm and dust fly in the breeze And a forecast high of 35 degrees And to quench my thirst I would need a cold beer For no water like cool Tubrid water here.